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Categories: Sports Bars, Breakfast & Brunch
Neighborhood: SOMAMon-Wed. 4:00 p.m. - 12:00 a.m.
Thu. 4:00 p.m. - 2:00 a.m.
Fri-Sat. 12:00 p.m. - 2:00 a.m.
Sun. 12:00 p.m. - 10:00 p.m.
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Where everybody knows your name...well, after two visits, of course!
Cheap drinks. Great staff. Happy hour specials. Pool table, tvs and darts. You can't go wrong here. Pretty divey, unpretentious but has lots of charm.
I really wish I could give this place a higher rating. I've gone to this place regularly over the past two years to watch basketball games after work. It used to be a solid four star with five star potential: inexpensive drinks, awesome happy hour specials, lots of nice TVs, darts, a pool table, nice staff, good food, clean bathrooms, internet jukebox etc etc.
Recently the place has gone south. Seems like the management is slacking big time. Many of the TVs are broken and off during the games. The bathroom in the back is now unstocked, filthy and blocked by kegs (wtf?). They have taps that are unused and the happy hour drink list is real short. The wings suck. The internet jukebox is $1 per song for all songs, new or old. That's a rip off.
The only saving grace is the bartender is a super cool guy and the girl that comes in to work in the evenings is cool too. However, if things don't start shaping up, my friends and I might have to find another place to go.
go for the drinks and the company...not for the bathroom or the food. its ok, management is aware and hopefully this lights a match book of motivation to fix all that. What up Juan, what up Jaime!
Cheap beer.
Great greasy burgers with magic sauce and real cooked through bacon.
Lots of TVs and space.
Staff is chill and the cook will come out and make sure you like the food if its not too crowded.
Down side is its hard to get to. I wouldn't really say its a hidden gem either but its a place that I go frequently for a burger and beer.
I had a grand-ol' time at Overtime for my birthday! A friend and I decided to bring back drinking games and cheap light beers for our joint birthday party. And we wanted it in our neighborhood. And we wanted the location to be unpretentious. And we wanted to be drunk and unruly, with our sexually-themed birthday cakes. Well, Overtime fit the bill for all of the above, and was a very supportive venue for all of that! I love this place!
So what we drinking games did we have? I'm glad you asked. We had beer pong/beirut, quarters, flip cup, and finally... DAS - BOOT! Overtime gave us the usage of the back area with tables, although our crowd eventually took over the bar anyway. There's a pool table back there but also you can ask to put this wooden board over the pool table, making it a great (but not regulation sized) beer pong/flip cup table. We spent all of Saturday night there, from 7:30pm to about 1am. Beers were cheap and a plenty. The staff is very nice there and poured me and the other birthday boy shots at the end of the night. I had so much fun!
Thank you for Overtime for a wonderful birthday party for me and my friends. This joint has the laid-back, neighborhood-bar charm that is not commonly found in SoMA. I'm going to have to become a regular here!
My companion Friday night into the foray of "where to watch the Red Sox roll over the Angels (again)" says she waits to visit a location twice before yelping them. As I am a holier-than-thou judgmental bish, I start composing items in my head as soon as I walk in the door.
I've seen my share of "sports bars" in my life. Growing up in Reno, they were fancy and had video poker machines built right in at the bar. Living in Boston, they obviously catered to the New England Sports fan. This place didn't come close to either.
So we enter, and greet the oldest Red Sox fan in the Bay Area. This guy had to be a gazillion years old, but he also was totally awesome. The only other guy who was there specifically to watch the game (we were there for a Red Sox meetup group) was a skeevy dirtbag who didn't know the fine art of shutting the hell up and not being a dirty old man.
When we arrived, it was busy, but not overly so. They had a decent happy hour special for non-beer drinkers (Malibu Rum- don't judge me!) and a good sized menu. After getting our drinks from the very sweet bartender, we go to sit down in the back, and I notice that this place is kind of dive bar-ish. Which I'm fine with...except that it's a "sports bar." It seems they have spent all their money on the abundance of fancy televisions in the hopes that no one will notice how rundown this place is. Despite my better judgement, I order a cheeseburger. Unlike some others in my group, I was not impressed. Prefabricated patty, oversized lifeless bun, nasty cheese...ugh. The fries were large and good, but the burger really left me disappointed. And I don't like being disappointed by meat.
Then the Red Sox game started. And the jukebox was still on. What? There's a guy running around with a "Green Monstah" shirt on, and we can't have sound on a RED SOX game? Oh, I see, other patrons paid for the jukebox. Well, dude, 90% of your other patrons are here to see the game, and as it's the post-season and some of us don't have cable and need a place to watch it because the MLB had the bright idea of putting it on TBS, it would be in your best interest to put the sound on.
Which he did. Halfway through the game. Wasn't enough to win back my love. This place really needs to work on a lot of things, look inward for some self improvement, because the face they are showing to the world (and by world, I mean me) is less than stellar. If you can afford the televisions, you also might want to upgrade to a better ordering food system. It's the 21st century- invest in a P.O.S. system.
1 star for the cute female bartender who was working her tail off and was totally patient.
1 star for the nice televisions. They were very pretty and showed everyone just how hot the Red Sox are.
Three steps before we entered the bar it smelled like vomit.
Once we stepped inside it smelled like vinegar and vomit.
I hate to say it but the bathrooms smelled better!
I'm bummed caused it looked like a fun place, but the smell drove us away!
...live, direct from the overtime:
Walked down here with a buddy for sunday night football (still in search for the best sports bar in soma).
The place was sort of dead when we walked in for 5pm kickoff. It's now halftime and the place is abuzz with people.
There's a decent bar menu with tasty (and greasy) burgers, sandwiches, wings, etc. The draft beer is a bit on the warm side for my taste. The bartender is a hot blond and super nice!! Big tip for her! The clientele looks like mostly a local crowd with the 'bar fly' types sitting at the bar drinking hard liquor and shouting at the screens, and groups in the 20-30s range sitting at the tables. The bartender is running around like crazy trying to take care of everyone--they are definitely understaffed.
TVs: 13 (most flatscreens)
Beer taps:12
Dartboards: 2
Pool tables: 1
Ms. Pacman machines: 1
I was so so disappointed with Overtime Sports Bar and (most) of the staff last night. The name of the place says "Sports Bar" and while they do have flatscreen TVs *everywhere*, and yes they were showing the baseball games, the jukebox was blasting away!!! I asked repeatedly and nicely (at first) to please, please turn down the music and repeatedly we were blown off. It went something like this:
Red Sox fan(RSF): Can you please turn down the music, we'd like to hear the game.
Overtime staff (OS): Sorry.
RSF: Why not?
OS: There's other people here than you guys.
RSF: But this is a sports bar. We came here to watch...sports. Not listen to music. (looking around and noticing about 2/3 of the people there were RSFs)
OS: Sorry can't do it.
RSF: Can you at least turn it down a little?
OS: No. Sorry.
RSF: Wait...this *is* a +++SPORTS+++ bar
OS: Yeah, but we also got a jukebox
RSF: (lobotomy)
The rationale being that us "sports" fans weren't the only patrons that night and they can't lose the other patrons who want to listen to music. I'm thinking that you are a sports bar...would you rather lose patrons what want to listen to music...or actual SPORTS fans. In the interest of full disclosure...they finally turned off the music between the 4th and 5th inning...probably cuz they were sick of getting shit from the ppl that were there to actually watch the game.
Also, the food was meh. Tiny burgers on giant buns...not impressed.
They get a +1 star cuz the beers are cheap.
Oh and for the alkies, they will let you get completely wasted so that you can't walk, are near passing out, and you can't get a beer bottle or nacho chip to your mouth on the first, second or fifth attempt and not cut you off. Bonus!
I thought this was going to be just another SOMA bar whose only virtue is to ply me with beer at lunch to make my Friday afternoon sail by more quickly (of course, that gamble can be a losing one if something actually comes up).
But instead I was treated to one of the most outrageous meals I have ever had: the Super Monster nachos. Now being under $10, I assumed that "super monster" was just your typical hyperbole. But it was actually an understatement. Now, two hungry men compulsively snacking over the course of a 3-hour football game might, *might* have a chance of finishing this gargantuan, table-spanning platter. And here I was with 30 minutes before I had to get back to work.
I felt quite proud that I was able to consume most of the toppings, but then there's a whole extra layer of dry chips on the bottom that I had to leave, and regretfully so, because these are no Costco chips--these are straight out of the fryer, hot and glistening with oil. Super delicious. Only grumble is that the cheese ought to be more melted. Oh yeah, and I'm pretty sure I could *feel* the sodium coursing through my veins for the rest of the day.
Since it was lunch on a Friday, it was too dead inside to accurately judge the atmosphere, but if I can bring some friends in football season, score a table with and get the $36 meal which includes 2 of the monster nachos, as well as quesadillas and 2 pitchers of PBR, then it's 5 stars all the way. Even though it means being in SOMA on the weekend.
I like this place because the Pats game is on Sundays and we can always find a spot for about ten of us to watch it. Beer is CHEAP and food is typical bar food, pretty tasty, but then, i'd eat deep fried anything.
Big problem: it's totally understaffed. And dirty. And not close to any public transportation. But other than that I'm a big fan :)
Good place, came here last Friday for happy hour. The specials were good, pints for just under 3 bucks. I had to try their burgers. I was in for a shock. Never had burgers served on white sandwich bread before. Then again, I rarely eat white bread. But nonetheless, great burger and the fries are great.
Only knock: the jukebox is right next to the kitchen where you order, can get loud at times. Great tvs spread around, should be a good backup for any NFL or bowl games this fall.
*For some reason unknown to myself, my original review has disappeared. It was a good review. I'm pretty sure I recall it wittily pointing out all the positives and few minuses of Overtime. This is my new review. I'm sure it's not as erudite as the last one, but dems da breaks.**
Overtime may not be the swankiest sports bar in town, but it's got lots of TVs so, no matter what game you're there to watch, you'll probably be able to watch it. They've always turned off the juke-box and put the sound on for us. Well, except for one time when they only turned off the music in the back, but not in the front where the last of the Friday night happy hour crowd kept putting quarters in - obviously not there for the game. I don't think the usual guy was in charge and he turned off all the music half-way through the game. S'all good by me. They're cheap, easily accessible and parking is plentiful.
Prices: CHEAP!
Drinks: Strong well drinks and plenty of happy hour specials
Food: The menu has grown since the first opened. It's pretty standard for bar fare (burgers, sandwiches, salads), although the spicy french fries and hot wings are fantastic.
Solid happy hour special of $2 Tecates in the 16oz can.
This place is right around the corner from the Brannan St. cop station so don't get too drunk, or else you will be doing some overtime.
Good place to watch a game and they had Rockin fries!
No crowded and the people were nice.
Great bartenders and just a an all around good time.
Some of the other reviews for this place were obviously written by people that expect a sprig of mint in their appletinis. It's called the Overtime and it's a sports bar, and a quality one at that. Great bartenders, awesome fried food, and lots of beer specials. Oh yeah and like 10 TVs. It's certainly not the swankiest place south of Market but its likely the realest.
Hats off to the Overtime.
What can you say about a bar right next to the City Clinic that (according to Peter M) specializes in seeing prostitutes on Tuesdays? You can say that I just gave Katie M (co-owner) the greatest marketing campaign in the history of the universe!
It will be a weekly event called "ProstiTuesdays!"
She'll have Streetwalker Wings with a side of John sauce and Call Girl Calamari that features her best girl Stella Artois (even though her personality is ICE COLD)! You'll be forced to walk up to Stella's co-owner (Matt) to find out how much he wants for her. Once you strike a deal, he'll pat you down and ask if you have any affiliation with law enforcement...to which you will reply, "Do I look like a cop?"
(Happy Ending Hour will still be 4 to 7 daily.)
Honestly, I have no clue as to the legalities and logistics behind this campaign...I'm just the idea man here. If that doesn't work out, I'm thinking we do t-shirts that say "Overtime Sports Bar & Grill: Hey, we're right next to the Clinic!"
Beyond seeing my splendid marketing ideas come to life, I'm looking forward to checking out KARAOKE when it arrives. You can never get enough JT F singing Kelly Clarkson songs. I'm also looking forward to the Jukebox guy throwing in some BEASTIE BOYS and maybe some "Weird Al" Yankovic!
So aaaaaaaaaanyway...I also heard a rumor last night that they're looking into showing UFC's (Ultimate Fighting Championships)...AND y'all know how I get all Oakland Hills crazy up in hur about UFC!
Katie and Matt thanks for showing us some Yelp love (by the hour)!
Pimps of tha Year!
Bucky K. is on assignment in Zanzibar this week so we here at Yelp HQ have asked his peers to pitch in and help write his review of Overtime Sports Bar and Grill. Enjoy!
Luis M. says: Lordy lordy. They have Justin Timberlake on the juke-box. Four stars!!!
Omid T. says: On my bike ride to Overtime I had three homeless people try and dry-hump my legs. All in all, a great night.
AJ J. says: I found the onion rings to have a delicate batter yet bold taste. It was like Beethoven's Fifth playing on my palate. Exquisite and divine gastronomy all around!
Ed M. says (Ed's submission was edited because it came in at over 3,000 words and contained many cultural references that we thought may offend our readers. This is what we have left): ExcitED, No bacon-flavored alcohol, Nish, Yelp.
JT F. says: I was sitting in a booth drinking my Stella and I noticed that the bar was roughly 1,000 square feet. Each square foot contained 364 tiles. If you take the numbers of tiles and divide by Pi... Golly gee willikers, isn't math fun y'all???
Loyal Reader. Bucky K. should be back next week with the same witty and informative writing that you have grown to love. We apologize for any inconvenience.
-Yelp HQ
Hey look, there is a bar in the middle of No Bar Land!
And it's big and it's sporty and the drinks are cheap!
It's like an oasis of booze in the long dry desert of sobriety.
Or like an oasis of booze next to some random overpass, a dirty sidewalk and some tumble weeds.
And they have food!! It's like an oasis of fries in your bathroom sink.
This review is an oasis of lame. Although somehow very useful.
I know that is what you were thinking.
Yes, the reviews have been flooding in lately.....yes I was also a part of last night's JT F. mini-dyl. Yes, it's another four star review....because hey, we want our friends over here to succeed, and all of us did have a good time. However, that fifth star eludes even with a pre-biased crowd....and hopefully that provides enough motivation to push forward and improve.
Aside from close proximity to the city's tow yard and the city clinic....it's a sports bar without too many of the cookie cutter cliches. Nice selection of beers, and I hope to see the variety of liquors improve as well. Pool table out back and enough space to have a small group of friends take over for a little bit.
The food's decent for bar food....but with a bias towards lots of deep fried goodies. Not that it's particularly crucial for a Sports bar to veer from chicken fingers, o-rings, and fries....but I might suggest a different approach. Perhaps if they restricted the menu to just a couple of items...a couple of sandwiches say and do them really well, it might make for a stand out place. A signature noshin would do wonders compared to a standard food-service menu.
Also, while they certainly have no issues when it comes to the staff eye-candy...it's going to be a significant challenge once crowds start hitting the place up. Right now, their process of closing out tabs seems to be a little cumbersome, and could benefit from some tightening up for efficiency's sake. Maybe they could invest in a fancier Point of Sale? Or maybe it's just a matter of giving a little more thought on how to keep track of people's tabs? I'm sure it's something that will be easily worked out.
As another attraction, it looks like they'll be hosting the Bay Area Formula One watchers group...so if you happen not to have speed channel at home, this may be the only place in the city to catch the action. Will they be open at 4:30AM to accommodate? Who knows, but at least the option's open.
Anyway, minor bumps on the road to opening up a new spot. I think that they've already met the biggest hurdle by opening up a place that fits in with the neighborhood....Thanks to Matt and Katie for hosting us! and thanks to JT for making it happen. Good luck y'all.
Oh, what, you're looking for funny here, a punchline of some sort? Fuck off....I'm being useful. xoxo *crickets*
OK, I'm going to be straight up with you right from the start. From a purely practical perspective, I remember nary a thing about this place.
What's important for you to know (and by "you," I mean "me") is that I watched my alma mater, the Fighting Tigers of LSU, win the college football national championship at Overtime on Monday, January 7, 2008, surrounded by legions of fellow LSU alumni.
What, you want actual information about this place? Jesus, it's all about you, isn't it? Fine, here goes. There are walls. I remember those. And a bar. And large, wonderful televisions broadcasting the Bayou Bengals emerging victorious over the dreaded Buckeyes of Ohio State.
Also, each time I asked for a beer, one was handed to me. Ah, beer. Noble, beneficent beverage. Your flaxen tones no doubt revel in their resemblance to the sun-kissed hues of LSU's glorious football headgear. As your turbid carbonation delivers frothy wonderment from the depths of the glass to my lips, so do the Tigers rise above the BCS tumult and lay claim to yet another national title.
What was I reviewing again? Oh right. A bar.
I also recall peeing, so Overtime must have restrooms going for it. The urinary experience was also evocative of LSU's 38-24 triumph. You see, dear reader, my alma mater's school colors are purple and GOLD. So as my bladder powered forth fearsome honeyed rivulets of steaming victory into the sultry night air, it was a stirring refrain of, oh, senior LSU fullback Jacob Hester pummeling the Ohio State defensive line.
Or perhaps, for the more poetically inclined, the trajectory of my tawny stream evoked the seamless majesty of LSU quarterback Matt Flynn's four touchdown passes on the evening. Yes. When I evacuate my bladder, it's just like that.
It's also important to note two additional details that happened to me at Overtime that will not happen to you. One, as I was doing my victory lap around the bar after LSU's conquest, I stopped to speak to a woman who, in very short order, sat in my lap and kissed me.
To be frank, at this point in the evening there were 27 gallons of PBR rocketing through my bloodstream like defensive player of the game Ricky-Jean Francois plowing through the Ohio State offensive front to block a Buckeye field goal, shifting the momentum of the game to the Tigers for the remainder of the contest.
As such, it could have been Al Roker plopped on my thigh giving me the business. But for purposes of this story, let's say she was smokin' hot and ready for the high hard one.
Point B) I bet a friend and OSU alum that LSU would win. I don't want to give anything away here...but LSU prevailed. For my efforts I will be rewarded with a bottle of Screaming Eagle. Screaming Eagle. Say it with me: Screaming Eagle. Yeah. The real deal. If you sit on my lap and kiss me I'll let you watch me drink it.
So, to sum up: When you go to Overtime, your alma mater wins a national championship, potentially exotic women fondle you and $1,500 bottles of wine are yours for the taking. And hey, don't forget to pee.
Hot owner (yes, you Matt).
Cute bartender.
$3.50 for a Bella Artois (which I didn't pay for). That's cheaper than a meal in SF. Maybe I should go on a liquid diet.
- Thanks JT for the invite.
- Thanks Overtime for feeding me yummy chicken strips and fried Zucchini - and no AJ, just b/c fried zucchini is a veggie, doesn't make it good for you!
- Thanks Yelpers for letting me know that you love my Yelp nazi ass.
- Thanks Euge for encouraging me to smoke (I'm a social smoker so I smoke maybe 3 times/year) and get lung cancer.
- Thanks AJ and JT for letting me feel up your moobs. Yours are definitely BIGGER than mine.
- Thanks Suge for hugging me and letting me get up close and personal with your ginormous cleavage. AJ and JT got nothing on you!
And last but not least:
- Thanks Matt for letting me stare at you all night and giving me some hot dreams last night! Hopefully I can repay the favor/flavor some time.
FYI, playing a succubus wouldn't be a stretch for me.
Conveniently located by the STD clinic run by the city - City Clinic (http://www.dph.sf.ca.u...) and (http://www.yelp.com/bi...).
No wonder JT F knew about this bar before the rest of us!!
Excellent sports bar with awesome appetizers that I hoo-rided off of my companions, especially the fries. I'll be back after JT F dumps me again and I have to go get myself checked out at City Clinic.. that boy gets around.
The life of a Guitar Hero groupie is rough. Take it from Jill S and I. Wearing miniskirts and crop tops night after night is hard in a city as cold as San Francisco. But last night we rallied and Overtime made it well worth weathering the icy cold and enduring rock-hard nipples for Guitarmageddon.
I have three Guitar Heroes: matthew capital r, Jason K, and Christopher K. Two of the three rocked it out pretty hard last night. There was some Free Bird, there was some mullet, and there may have been some groupie-style flashing when the winner was announced (ok, no there wasn't...well, maybe...). There were also STRONG drinks, plenty of fried food, and awesome service. I had a good buzz on after one $3 vodka soda. And you know what a few of those means. HOT. GROUPIE. SEX. But not at Overtime. That would be gross.
I never thought I'd say this, but I have a favorite sports bar now. Favorite sports bar, Thy name is Overtime (*groupie-style flashing*)!!!!
OMG that super hot guy is walking toward me! OMG, OMG, how is my hair? Suck in. Bat eyelashes, pout lips.
"Hi, can I get you something?"
"Oh, ok, we're gonna play that game are we?"
"Um, what? A burger....a beer...can I get you something?"
Face turning red, ears burning, mumble under breath....
"Oh sure, I'll have a Stella."
Wow. Pretty pretty men work here. They're also totally on top of their customer service *wink wink*
Ewww, did I just write that?
Anyhooo, the bartender was super sweet and accommodating for a rowdy group of seasoned alcoholics.
The space is homey with just the right amount of modern flair. The bathrooms don't make me start gagging the minute I open the door, the drinks are damn reasonable and the food is, well the food is fried. If you're into that thing, which I am. I will be back to try the fried cheesecake.
If you feel like grabbing a brewskie after getting your herpes checked out at the city clinic this is the place to be.
-1 star for lack of PBR
-another star for being too f*cking far from anything.
I'm really torn about this place. In fact, I still haven't figured out the Bay Area sports bar "scene". In most other cities, on a fall Saturday with the Cubs trying to a clinch a playoff spot and dozens of college football games, you'd expect a sports bar to be at least half full. Not so here.
The advantage of this however, is that I was able to get my game put on right away (a challenge at some other sports bars).
The food was also pretty darn good and the beer was inexpensive. The walk from the BART wasn't so hot.
I guess if you want your female company to spend all her time sitting at the bar oogling the hired help this is the place to go. Whatever.
Regardless, this sports bar got it right when they decided to invite a bunch of the more popular yelpers over for drinks and to give them the once over. The place is very clean, had plenty of booths for those that enjoy them, plenty of real estate at the bar (for dude watching only apparently), a pool table towards the back, and nice bathrooms. There doesn't seem to be much competition in the way of bars or other nightlife too close by either so they could carve themselve a nice little slice of the drinking population that is looking for a place that isn't already ridiculously packed to the gills on any given night. I've already let my co-workers and friends know that there is a place not too terribly far from the FiDi for them to go, sit in a booth, and watch *the game* after work.
They do have Justin Timberlake on the jukebox and they have Jack Daniel's behind the bar. Honestly, that's good enough for me.
I had a few hours to kill before my routine salsa dancing Thursday night began. Luckily I was invited to a happy hour!! Woo hoo! Booze!
I walk in dressed for a night of dancing into a sports bar thinking I'd get the "what the fuck?" looks by the patrons and staff. I didn't though. As soon as I walked up to the bar I got a "Hello, what can I get for you?" from a cute bartender no less!
SCORE!!!! Eye candy!!! Already I love this place!!! The bar is hella long too, plenty of room for everyone!
The food was also a pleasant surprise. I love hot wings...who knows why? Maybe it's because I love chicken or because I love spicy stuff. Or maybe because I love hot juicy meat in my mouth!! Regardless...it was really good and not oily or greasy as a lot of bar food tends to be. Anthony, another staffer, helped us pick our food selection. He was adorable, too!
SCORE AGAIN!!! More eye candy!!!
Finally I meet Katie and she's a sweetheart and cute, too! She made sure we were all taken care of as well as the rest of the patrons at the bar. I didn't meet the other partner but I heard he was HOT!
Where did ya'll find these damn attractive people?
Either way...it's most definitely a destination location for the next sports event I'm gonna watch. It'll most likely be a Cal football game...Go Bears!!!
This place has big potential.
If they can deal with their location, and somehow get the SOMA crowd to Harrison and 7th....this place could be hoppin. Its big, they have a ton of seating, and a pool table in the back.
I don't really watch sports, and this IS a sports bar...however, I'll tell you what i do watch. HOT MEN.
This bar has those. I don't know about the patrons....cuz last night I knew most of them...(i mean we are hot, but i don't need to tell you that). But DAMN!!! The bartenders/servers....they made me feel a little funny inside. Not only hot, but super attentive, and nice. Drinks were cheap, and when the majority of our group was camped out by the window, they came to US to see if we needed anything. That's service! I'd rather have them service me....but I'll take the beer too.
I like this place a lot.
Great beer selection, and decent prices. Good happy hour specials too.
Havent eaten there, but every time I have been here someone is eating, so it cant be that bad!
The bartenders rock!
Pool table and jukebox.
Clean bathrooms!
Ladies, keep guy friends by your side for the clock-blockage action. Otherwise, prepare to be drooled on.
Is it a compliment when you are being introduced to have someone say......Oh Yeah! This guys LOVES to drink......
Well thank you JT F for introducing me to the owners of Overtime with this pre 12-step introduction. I only could have gone one up on you if I had thrown up on Matt (co-owner) and told Katie she had amazing tits (other co-owner). Then dropped a full glass of beer on the pool table and starting singing -We are the Champions- in the bathroom before passing out with my pants down. Whatever.....that has never happened to me so don't be all judgy wudgy.
I believe Matt and Katie learned a valuable lesson last week which was Yelpers LOVE to drink and run up large tabs and the few bars in the city that enjoy the over-sexualized, alcohol induced, passed out in the bathroom with your pants down vibe can really make a nice chunk of change from this group. That being said I have a new favorite sports bar.
Hello, My name is Peter and I LOVE to drink and I LOVE to drink at Overtime.
If I had a big screen TV and a premium cable package at home, I'd probably never set foot in a sports bar. The fact that they've got sports on TV just doesn't justify smelly carpet and overpriced, mediocre food and beer in my view.
Tonight we're meeting at a sports bar, and not to watch sports; Well, actually, technically, a guitar hero championship could be considered an athletic competition the way yelpers go about it. And to carry out such a competition you're going to need a few big screen TVs making a sports bar a natural choice. But still, damn.
But you'll notice as soon as you walk in that Overtime is different. The decor is actually kind of nice, with mosaic tile floors and an ornate wooden bar back. The bartender is friendly and the drinks are cheap and strong. I paid $3 for a vodka soda, but if I recall correctly the well vodka was taaka or gilbeys or something so the soda water may have actually been the more expensive ingredient in this case. The requisite wings and jalapeno poppers and the like are also on available.
Unfortunately it's way out at the edge of SOMA, where there's nothing but the STD clinic and some auto body shops and stuff. However, parking is easy and cabs aren't too hard to get. Worth the trip if there's a game or a GH tournament or you just want to eat buffalo wings with drunk sports fans.
Of course I'm gonna give it 5 stars!
As one of the new owners of this establishment I would like to thank everyone for coming out and providing the great feedback... not to mention your $$$. We look forward to satisfying your drinking needs in the SOMA area for a long time to come and, as it's been pointed out several times, in case you have a little to much fun theres a good std clinic right up the block. (I actually don't know from personal experience if it's a good clinic, it's just what I've been told... honestly) HA!
Let the good times roll,
Matt
Wow, people really like this dump! I don't get it.
I went to a benefit there for 826 (hence the second star), but other than that, this place has no class, no charm and it is WAY TOO BRIGHT in there. They couldn't even get a crowd in there for the fund-raiser.
They had Karaoke and Guitar Hero, which I found fairly annoying. It's supposed to be a sports bar, right? I guess "incongruous" is the nicest word I can think of to describe the Overtime.
Seriously, this was the best fried zucchini I have ever had.
PS - Stiff drinks too!
This is the first business in this location in about 10 years that has food I like to eat.
I went there tonight for the first time. I ordered a bacon cheeseburger with garlic fries.
I was the ONLY customer in the place (6:30PM). My food arrived quickly and was very very good. The burger was large and juicy, and the garlic fries were to die for.
I hope these folks are able to make a go of it at this location, but it seems like a tough place to be successful, and the emptiness of the place at dinnertime on Saturday night is not a good sign.
I came to Overtime on a morning when I cannot say I was doing so well. It was the day after Jason K's birthday party, and I was meeting people there for "breakfast" and Formula 1 watching. For many, many, many reasons I had not yet been to sleep. When I walked in the door I was right at the 24 hours of consciousness, and starting to sober up. I am greeted almost immediately by a very friendly bartender who noticed that I was in desperate need of coffee. After the coffee my spirits were improved, and I discovered I wasn't as sober as I thought I was. I went for the Bloody Mary next. I don't like Bloody Marys. Never have...but this was the best drink I've ever had before 10am. I finished off the morning with a beer purchased for me by somebody who could see that if I stopped drinking I was in trouble.
The staff here are the nicest people...coming in to work at 9am and opening a bar for a group of people that want to watch Formula 1 racing...what kind hearts.
Just got back from Overtime. I've driven/walked/stumbled past this place on many an occasion but never even thought about going in. After trekking all the way out to 7th & Harrison in search of a good Friday lunch we ended up here. It was pretty quiet for being a place that serves lunch at 12:30, but hey, it was clean and the had a good "neighborhood bar" feel to it. Four of us ordered lunch and three dishes came out. The waitress said the chef had misread the ticket and was working on the final order. Most places would half apologize, bring your food out late, then charge you like . At Overtime our waitress apologized, took the item off our check, then the chef came out with the food a few moments later, again apologized, and again told us it would be taken off our bill.
Everyone makes mistakes - its the nature of us dag nabbed human beans - but the ability to recover from and make up for a mistake with the swiftness and style that Overtime did gave it a gold star in my book. I'll be back!
(and the Buffalo Chicken sandwich wasn't half bad either! Fries could have been fried a little longer)
AHhhhh football sunday and this was the place. TVs all over every wall, folks smoking joints in the bathroom, damn good bar food, $3 pints of prohibition ale...need I say more?
Who was it??? EasyE.... "you can't turn a ho into a housewife".... yeah, this place is a great joint to grab a few beers, yell at the TV about how some guy should have made the catch and eat some greezy food to settle your stomach from self inflicted damage from the night before. No more, no less. Don't try to make it more than it is....but, try it.... you may just like it.
There are plenty of reviews for the ambiance, entertainment and fries in this place. But two more words must be written: bloody beer.
Ask for Josh. If he's not working, you can ask if Joe/ Matt/ Katie will try to make it for you...but you may want to come back. Josh is from Houston and takes this beverage very seriously. XX and tomato juice and special seasonings and maybe special sauce.
So good I tried to make one at home with a Pacifico the next day. It was sub-par. Curse you Texan! I am obsessed with this drink now.
$4 Draft Beers!
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